Weekly Update: 12th of May

Hey friends!

So, I'm going to start making use of my various socials again and hopefully, as a result, be more informative and active. This is going to consist of weekly updates, on Fridays, as these are the best days for me to do a bit of admin work.

I'll include in these posts a bit about what I'm working on lately, and how things are going with the current set of projects. I'll also include links to the last week's releases - I'd have to make these posts late in the day most likely to catch this week's ones, as Amazon can take a while to get published and I'll likely be finalising releases on Fridays anyway.

As this is the first such update of the month, I'll also include the current set of projects and estimated release dates, which are as follows:

Free Stuff

Her Royal Pet, Ch. 5 (Just released!)

The New Girl, Ch. 14 (General release on the 26th of May!)

Irina Blackwell, Ch. 9 (Next free story. Out for Patreons hopefully by the end of the month.)

Coach Kyln's Cumdump, Ch. 5 ("Side" free story - lower priority. Out when it's out.)

Patreon Stuff

Sissified by the Orc Warrior (Out later today!)

The Easter Bunny's Big Dick (Out...as soon as possible. Much bloody delayed, feck.)

Paid Stories

Adventuring with Three Hot Futas

Part 1

Part 2

My Hung Futa Big Sister

Part 1

Mother-Daughter Futanari Seductresses

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Volume 2 (Parts 4-6)

In Service of Baphomet

Smashwords

Closing Words

Right! Well, hopefully things will be less messy, going forwards. Unfortunately I've absolutely been in a bit of a funk when it comes to my attentiveness and as a result, my output, but I am still committed to my stories and I apologise for the lack of communication. Stuff like this, simply communicating - on various social fronts, especially - has been fairly daunting, unfortunately.

But incorporating this into my routine, and making it part of my Friday work cycle, will at least ensure that going forwards, there's always some information about what's going on behind the scenes. But the smut shall flow, the smut shall flow.

Have a lovely day!

Thalaxian

xoxox

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